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You cut me deep like surgery, now i need therapy, to forget your memory.

Updated on January 2, 2016

L.L.B Degree( Love, Life, *itch)

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L.I.F.E( Love of Self).


Abyuss" A pit at the bottom of the surface in hell".Life is Love, Love.

Life is love, Love!


You cut me deep Love (*itch)Deep like surgery.

Now I need therapy.

To forget about your memory.


To think we walked this path and journey, by each others side.We used to pray together.I guess you were studying my weaknesses.How could you plot my pain, how could you be stimulated to see me weak and in pain.


Your existence is the reality of my dreams.
I never doubted you.Perhaps I trusted you too much.You should never adore someone that much, dare I not say self.
You studied me.

I worship you, rather than an‎y knowledge of God, thaught to me by culture.How can I conquer you, we not supposed to be enemies.What's the point of living if I don't have you?


They say choose your battles carefully.

This one I can't win, for if i destroy you, I have nothing left to live for.
Fairy tales of a crib, the children, the comfort, yet the thought of security makes me anxious and vulnerable.


Betrayed, by my unceasing love for you.A glimpse of your smile, is the presence of God's light in my world.
Doubt and paranoia lark, preying to corrupt all trust.Outrageous Bandits, karma haunts the living, giving breath to the deceased.

Synopsis.‎

Abyuss" A pit at the bottom of the surface in hell".

Life is Love, Love.

Life is love, Love!


You cut me deep Love (*itch)Deep like surgery.

Now I need therapy.

To forget about your memory.‎

(L.I.F.E)‎



God's Poet Nkosi

Nkosinathi Ncala

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